Hitting the Motherlode at Mamalode

I’ve been writing this blog since 2006 and, before that, pouring words into wild Christmas letters that took so long to read my friends were still working through them come New Year’s. All this fun writing is great. But recently, I decided to start submitting essays to a few publications, just to see what that process of writing, editing, submission, and rejection feels like.

I’ll tell you when the process feels really good: when something gets accepted.

Last week, I heard from Mamalode.com. They accepted an essay I submitted. Then they let me know it would be published on October 7th.

Friends, it went live this morning, and I’m just so happy.

Please, if you have a minute, click on the link below, and give the thing a read.

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There's this game put out by the American Girl company called "300 Wishes"--I really like playing it because then I get to marvel, "Wow, it's like I'm a real live American girl who has 300 wishes, and that doesn't suck, especially compared to being a dead one with none."
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It was such a perfect place for what you had to say. I hope this is only the beginning, because you are such a find for me, and I would love more than you would love, to see your words in so many places. Stop keeping them to yourself, friend, because you have a big way of getting to the small, where all the heart is.

Congratulations.
I look forward to seeing another piece of exquisite writing from you in my inbox. I am always latched on to every word to see how the story ends while not entirely sure which direction it will take. You have a way of being quietly suspenseful.

First, congratulations, well deserved. I know how hard it is to chose words and sentences that advance the story, and I don’t even teach writing.
This child will do well. I know tough little children who have to get on with it, and do.
My niece is deaf. She’s in her mid forties, has a teen age, hearing, son and a deaf husband. She cashiers at a Home Depot and is so kind, courteous and friendly management has to take people out of her line to get everyone checked out in a timely fashion.

Yay for you! That is a wonderful essay. It is so you–heartwarming, funny, and visually descriptive. I felt as though I was sitting on the edge of the bed in the dark next to you.
I admire your bravery in submitting. I have only ventured to do so once, on the recommendation of a writing teacher, so had some hope that it was pretty good. The rejection was perhaps harder due to that. I haven’t submitted anything since. You will remember all of your bloggy friends when you have hit the big time, right? 🙂

As always, you rock the words! As the wife of a Type II diabetic, I know a little bit about the monitoring and the dangers, but a Type I is a whole different ball game. What a tremendous little girl, but she is a friend of your daughter — what else could I expect?

What a great piece. And as a fellow type 1, I related. I still have the first check that I received for my first publication. It was in a lesbian magazine and it was for 40 dollars. That was ten years ago. It still sits in my memory box. And it was nowhere near as astute as this one. Way to go!